SELECTIOIST 


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1,  PRAISE  TO  GOD.  7s.  6  Lines. 

"  1.      Let  us  all  unite  and  sing 

Praises  to  our  Heavenly  King! 
Unto  Him  whose  mighty  word 
Through  the  dark  abyss  was  heard, 
And  this  universal  frame 
Into  wondrous  beauty  came. 

2.  Unto  Him,  whose  glory  bright 
Burned  on  Sinai's  mountain  height, 
When  he  did  his  law  proclaim 
'Mid  the  thunder  and  the  flame, 
Cloud  and  smoke,  and  every  sign 
Of  the  Majesty  Divine. 

3.  Unto  Him  who  sent  his  Son, 
To  redeem  a  world  undone  ; 
Who  the  willing  victim  gave 

To  the  scourge,  the  cross,  the  grave, 
That  his  enemies  might  be 
Ransomed  from  captivity. 

4.  Unto  Him  whose  Spirit  now 
Strives  the  stubborn  heart  to  bow, 
Wakes  the  conscious  sinner's  fear, 
Swells  the  penitential  tear; 

Wounds, — but  wounds  that  he  may  heal 
Every  pang  he  bids  us  feel. 

5.  To  our  God  be  praise  addressed, 
Father,  Son  and  Spirit  blest; 
Pilgrims  on  this  earthly  sphere, 
May  we  ever  praise  him  here ; 

And  when  death  shall  close  our  eyes, 
Wake  to  praise  him  in  the  skies. 


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2.  JESUS,  LORD  OP  ALL.  C.  M. 

1.  All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name  ! 

Let  angels  prostrate  fall; 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 

2.  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 

Ye  ransomed  from  the  fall ; 
Hail  Him,  who  saves  you  by  His  grace, 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 

3.  Sinners,  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall ; 
Go,  spread  your  trophies  at  His  feet, 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 

4.  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 

On  this  terrestrial  ball, 
To  Him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 

5.  0  that  with  yonder  sacred  throng, 

We  at  His  feet  may  fall ; 
We'll  join  the  everlasting  song, 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 


3.  OUR  FATHER  IN  HEAVEN.  lis. 

1.  Our  Father  in  heaven,  thou  madest  the  earth ; 
The  sun  and  the  stars  to  thy  word  owe  their  birth ; 
By  thee  were  they  formed,  by  thy  counsel  they  stand, 
And  we  are  thy  children,  the  work  of  thy  hand. 

2.  Thou  gavest  our  life;   to  thy  goodness  we  owe 

All  the  blessings  that  bloom  round  our  pathway  below; 
In  thousand  endearments  thy  love  we  may  read, 
Declaring  that  thou  art  our  Father  indeed. 


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But,  ah !  we  have  wandered,  as  sheep  from  thy  fold, 
And  the  hearts  of  thy  children  thro'  sin  have  grown  cold. 
Tho'  young  we  have  erred,  and  would  humbly  implore 
The  mercy  we  need,  that  we  wander  no  more. 


We  own  we  are  guilty — but  Jesus  has  died — 
And  shall  we,  when  pleading  his  name,  be  denied? 
Ah,  no!  thou  hast  promised  that  plea  thou  wilt  heed, 
And  thro'  thy  free  grace  make  us  children  indeed. 


Yet  awhile  'tis  thy  will  that  on  earth  we  remain 
Exposed  to  dark  trial,  temptation  and  pain ; 
Yet  here  but  as  pilgrims  and  strangers  we  roam, 
For  if  thou  art  our  Father,  then  heaven  is  our  home. 


6.     Yes,  there  shall  we  gather  around  the  glad  throne 
With  angels,  and  wearing  robes  bright  as  their  own, 
Where  the  praise  of  thy  children  shall  rise  without  rest, 
To  Father,  Son,  Spirit — one  God  ever  blest. 


MANSIONS  OP  THE  BLEST. 

Far  beyond  this  world  of  sorrow, 

Where  the  ransomed  millions  rest, 
There's  a  glorious,  endless  morrow 
In  the  mansions  of  the  blest. 
Shall  we  know  them  there, 
In  that  land,  far  away, — 
They  the  same  smile  wear, 

In  that  land,  far  away. 
Shall  we  meet  and  know  each  other, 
In  that  happy  land,  far  away  ? 


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2.      There  'neath  bowers  of  deathless  glory, 
Every  heart  with  peace  possessed, 
Sweetly  chants  redemption's  story, 
In  the  mansions  of  the  blest. 


Shall  we  know  their  voice, 
In  that  land,  far  away, — 

And  with  (hem  rejoice 
In  that  land,  far  away. 

Shall  we  meet  and  know  each  other, 
In  that  happy  land,  far  away? 


There  are  those  we've  loved  and  cherished, 
Leaning  on  the  Saviour's  breast; 

They're  at  home — not  dead,  nor  perished  ;• 
In  the  mansions  of  the  blest. 

Shall  we  love  them  still, 
In  that  land,  far  away, — 

Where  no  partings  chill, 
In  that  land,  far  away. 

Shall  we  meet  and  love  each  other, 
In  that  happy  land,  far  away  ? 


4.      There  the  day  knows  no  declining, 
Neither  shade  nor  twilight  rest, 
But  a  sunlike  brightness  sliining, 
In  the  mansions  of  the  blest. 

That's  our  Father's  home, 
In  that  land,  far  away, 

'Neath  his  smile  we'll  roam, 
In  that  land,  far  away; 

We  shall  meet  and  praise  together, 
In  that  happy  land,  far  away. 


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5.  MARCHING  ALONG. 

1.  The  children  are  gath'ring  from  near  and  from  far, 
The  trumpet  is  sounding  the  call  for  the  war, 

The  conflict  is  raging,  'twill  be  fearful  and  long, 
We'll  gird  on  our  armor,  and  be  marching  along. 
Chorus — Marching  along,  we  are  marching  along. 

Gird  on  the  armor,  and  be  marching  along, 
The  conflict  is  raging,  'twill  be  fearful  and  long, 
Then  gird  on  the  armor  and  be  marching  along. 

2.  The  foe  is  before  us  in  battle  array, 

But  let  us  not  waver  nor  turn  from  the  way, 
The  Lord  is  our  strength,  be  this  ever  our  song, 
With  courage  and  faith  we  are  marching  along. 

3.  We've  'listed  for  life,  and  will  camp  on  the  field, 
With  Christ  as  our  captain  we  never  will  yield ; 
The  "sword  of  the  Spirit,"  both  trusty  and  strong, 
We'll  hold  in  our  hands  as  we're  marching  along. 

4.  Through  conflicts  and  trials  our  crowns  we  must  win, 
For  here  we  contend  'gainst  temptation  and  sin. 

But  one  thing  assures  us,  we  cannot  go  wrong, 
If  trusting  our  Saviour,  while  marching  along. 


THE   CHRISTIAN'S  PROSPECT. 

1.      Christian,  the  morn  breaks  sweetly  o'er  thee, 
And  all  the  midnight  shadows  flee  ; 
Tinged  are  the  distant  skies  with  glory, 
A  beacon  light  hangs  out  for  thee. 
Chorus. — Arise,  arise,  the  light  breaks  o'er  thee, 
Thy  name  is  graven  on  the  throne; 
Thy  home  is  in  those  worlds  of  glory, 
Where  thy  Bedeemer  reigns  alone. 


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Thy  God  is  ever  kind  and  gracious, 
He  will  direct  thy  course  above, 

For  thou  art  in  his  sight  most  precious, 
The  object  of  his  special  love. 

Though  in  the  proud,  dark  waves  of  ocean, 
O'erwhelin'd  thou  canst  not,  shalt  not  be; 

'Midst  the  fierce  tempest's  dread  commotion, 
Thy  God  will  still  remember  thee. 

Tossed  on  time's  rude,  relentless  surges, 
Calmly  composed  and  dauntless  stand; 

For  lo !  beyond  those  seas  emerges 

The  height  that  bounds  the  promised  land. 

Christian,  behold  !  the  land  is  nearing, 
Where  the  wild  sea-storm's  rage  is  o'er ; 

Hark !  how  the  heavenly  hosts  are  cheering, 
See,  in  what  throngs  they  range  the  shore ! 

Cheer  up,  cheer  up,  the  day  breaks  o'er  thee 
Bright  as  the  summer's  noontide  ray; 

The  starry  crowns  and  realms  of  glory 
Invite  thy  happy  soul  away. 


7.  "JUST  AS  I  AM."  L   M. 

1.  Just  as  I  am — without  one  plea, 
But  that  thy  blood  was  shed  for  me, 
And  that  thou  bidd'st  me  come  to  thee, 
I  come,  0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come. 

2.  Just  as  I  am — and  waiting  not, 
To  rid  my  soul  of  one  dark  blot, 

To  thee,  whose  blood  can  cleanse  each  spot, 
I  come,  0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come. 


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Just  as  I  am — though  tossed  about 
With  many  a  conflict,  many  a  doubt, 
Fightings  and  fears  within,  without — 
I  come,  0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come. 

Just  as  I  am — poor,  wretched,  blind  : 
Sight,  riches,  healing  of  the  mind, 
Yea,  all  I  need,  in  thee  to  find, 
I  come,  0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come. 

Just  as  I  am — thou  wilt  receive, 
Wilt  welcome,  pardon,  cleanse,  relieve, 
Because  thy  promise  I  believe — 
I  come,  0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come. 

Just  as  I  am — thy  love  unknown 
Has  broken  every  barrier  down  ; 
Now  to  be  thine,  yea,  thine  alone, 
I  come,  0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come. 

Just  as  I  am — of  that  free  love 

The  breadth,  length,  depth,  and  height  to  prove, 

Here  for  a  season,  then  above — 

I  come,  0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come. 


THAT  BEAUTIFUL  LAND. 

1.     A  beautiful  land  by  faith  I  see, 
A  land  of  rest,  from  sorrow  free, 
The  home  of  the  ransomed,  bright  and  fair, 
And  beautiful  angels  too  are  there. 
Chorus. — Will  you  go  ?     Will  you  go  ? 

Go  to  that  beautiful  land  with  me? 
Will  you  go?     Will  you  go? 
Go  to  that  beautiful  land? 


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That  beautiful  land,  the  City  of  Light, 
It  ne'er  has  known  the  shades  of  night; 
The  glory  of  God,  the  light  of  day 
Hath  driven  the  darkness  far  away. 

In  vision  I  see  its  streets  of  gold, 
Its  beautiful  gates  I  too  behold, 
The  river  of  life,  the  crystal  sea, 
The  ambrosial  fruit  of  life's  fair  tree. 

The  heavenly  throng  arrayed  in  white, 
In  rapture  range  the  plains  of  light 
And  in  one  harmonious  choir  they  praise 
Their  glorious  Saviour's  matchless  grace. 


PRAISE  FOR  MERCIES.  7s.  &  6s. 

1.  We  meet  again  in  gladness, 

And  thankful  voices  raise; 
To  God,  our  heavenly  Father, 

We'll  tune  our  grateful  praise. 
'Tis  his  kind  hand  that  kept  us 

Through  all  the  changing  year; 
His  love  it  is  that  brings  us 

Again  to  worship  here. 

2.  We'll  thank  him  for  the  Sabbath, 

This  day  of  holy  rest, 
And  for  the  blessed  Bible, 

The  book  that  we  love  best; — 
For  Sabbath  schools  and  teachers 

To  us  so  kindly  given, 
To  guide  us  in  the  pathway 

That  leads  to  joys  in  heaven. 


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3.  We'll  thank  him  for  our  country, 

The  land  our  fathers  trod  ;  — 
For  liberty  of  conscience, 

And  right  to  worship  God. 
0  Lord!   our  Heavenly  Father,* 

Accept  the  praise  we  bring, 
And  tune  our  hearts  and  voices 

Thy  glorious  name  to  sing. 

4.  Soon  may  thy  gracious  sceptre 

Extend  to  every  land, 
And  all,  as  willing  subjects, 

Submit  to  thy  command. 
Send  forth  the  Gospel  tidings, 

And  hasten  on  the  day 
"When  every  isle  and  nation 

Shall  own  Messiah's  sway. 


10  REST  FOR  THE  WEARY. 

1.  In  the  Christian's  home  in  glory, 

There  remains  a  land  of  rest, 
There  my  Saviour's  gone  before  me, 
To  fulfil  my  soul's  request. 

Chorus. — There  is  rest  for  the  weary, 
There  is  rest  for  the  weary, 
There  is  rest  for  the  weary, 
There  is  rest  for  jou — 
On  the  other  si    3  of  Jordan, 
In  the  sweet  fields  of  Eden, 
Where  the  tree  of  life  is  blooming, 
There  is  rest  for  you. 

2.  He  is  fitting  up  my  mansion, 

Which  eternally  shall  stand, 
For  my  stay  shall  not  be  transient, 
In  that  holy  happy  land. 


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3.  Pain  and  sickness  ne'er  shall  enter, 

Grief  nor  woe  my  lot  shall  share, 
But  in  that  celestial  centre, 
I  a  crown  of  life  shall  wear. 

4.  Sing,  0  sing,  ye  heirs  of  glory ; 

Shout  your  triumphs  as  you  go  ; 
Zion's  gates  will  open  for  you, 
You  shall  find  an  entrance  thro'. 


11.  WE  HAVE  COME  REJOICING. 

1.  We  have  come  rejoicing  on  this  happy  day, 
In  our  Sunday  School  we  dearly  love  to  stay, 
And  with  voices  blending  in  a  sacred  song, 
We  the  Saviour's  praise  prolong. 

Chorus. — There  we  shall  never  grieve  him  more, 
But  with  the  angels  on  that  shore, 
Strike  the  harps  of  glory  in  a  sweeter  strain, 
And  ever  with  them  praise  his  holy  name. 
We  have  come,  &c. 

2.  Thro'  the  week  he's  kept  us,  and  his  smiling  face 
Still  is  beaming  on  us  in  this  happy  place; 

And  the  gracious  Spirit  from  his  holy  throne, 
Tells  us  of  a  better  home. 

3.  Jesus  there  is  smiling,  on  his  Father's  throne, 
Saying,  "Come  and  welcome,  come,  for  here  is  room, 
In  these  shining  mansions,  I  have  still  a  place, 
Children  hasten  to  my  face. 

4.  And  in  robes  of  glory,  like  the  stars  above, 
Shall  my  loved  ones  ever,  ever  with  me  rove; 
Where  the  waving  flow'rets  of  immortal  bloom, 
Shed  around  their  sweet  perfume." 


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A  HOME  BEYOND  THE  TIDE. 

1.  We  are  out  on  the  ocean  sailing, 

Homeward  bound  we  sweetly  glide ; 
We  are  out  on  the  ocean  sailing, 
To  a  home  beyond  the  tide. 
Chorus. — All  the  storms  will  soon  be  over, 
Then  we'll  anchor  in  the  harbor; 
We  are  out  on  the  ocean  sailing, 
To  a  home  beyond  the  tide. 

2.  Millions  now  are  safely  landed 

Over  on  the  golden  shore ; 
Millions  more  are  on  their  journey, 
Yet  there's  room  for  millions  more. 

3.  Spread  your  sails,  while  heavenly  breezes 

Gently  waft  our  vessel  on; 
All  on  boarrl  are  sweetly  singing — 
Free  salvation  is  the  song. 

4.  When  we  all  are  safely  anchored, 

We  will  shout — our  trials  o'er; 
We  will  walk  about  the  city, 
And  we'll  sing  for  evermore. 


"COME  UNTO  ME."  L.  M. 

With  tearful  eyes  I  look  around, 
Life  seems  a  dark  and  stormy  sea; 

Yet  midst  the  gloom  I  hear  a  sound, 
A  heavenly  whisper  comes  to  me. 

It  tells  me  of  a  place  of  rest, — 

It  tells  me  where  my  soul  may  flee: 

Oh,  to  the  weary,  faint,  oppressed, 

How  sweet  the  bidding,  "Come  to  me." 


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3.  When  nature  shudders,  loth  to  part 

From  all  I  love,  enjoy,  and  see  ; 
When  a  faint  chill  steals  o'er  my  heart, 
A  sweet  voice  utters,  "Come  to  me." 

4.  "Come,  for  all  else  must  fail  and  die, 

Earth  is  no  resting-place  for  thee ; 
Heavenward  direct  thy  weeping  eye  ; 
I  am  thy  portion ;  come  to  me." 

5      0  voice  of  mercy  !  voice  of  love  ! 
In  conflict,  grief  and  agony, 
Support  me,  cheer  me  from  above, 
And  gently  whisper,  "Come  to  me." 


14.  VESPER  HYMN. 

1.  Holy  and  bright  is  the  softened  light, 

Of  the  Sabbath  evening  o'er  us  ; 
Then  with  calm  delight  will  we  sing  to-night, 

Our  vesper  hymn  in  chorus  ! 
Chorus. — We'll  sing  the  love  of  God  above, 
Who  sent  his  Son  to  save  us, 
With  sacrifice  beyond  all  price. 
Eternal  life  he  gave  us. 

2.  Pilgrims  are  we  in  this  world  of  sin, 

And  our  pathway  filled  with  sorrow; 
But  we'll  firmly  tread  in  the  steps  he  led, 
And  fear  not  for  the  morrow. 

8.     With  heaven  in  view,  let  our  hearts  be  true 
In  Christ,  whose  blood  hath  bought  us, 
With  an  inward  strife,  and  a  lowly  life 
We'll  follow  as  he  taught  us. 


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Grace  for  the  day  and  strength  for  the  way, 

His  presence  will  afford  us  ; 
With  our  hope  secure  and  the  promise  sure, 

That  soon  he  will  reward  us. 

On  let  us  press  in  the  heavenly  race, 

With  patient  faith  untiring ; 
All  the  warfare  done,  we'll  obtain  the  crown 

Of  steadfast  hearts  aspiring. 


WORLD  OF  LIGHT. 

1.  There  is  a  beautiful  world, 

Where  saints  and  angels  sing, 
A  world  where  peace  and  pleasure  reign, 
And  heavenly  praises  ring. 

Chorus. — We'll  be  there,  we'll  be  there, 
Palms  of  vict'ry, 
Crowns  of  glory  we  shall  wear, 
In  that  beautiful  world  on  high. 

2.  There  is  a  beautiful  world, 

Where  sorrow  never  comes ; 
A  world  where  tears  shall  never  fall, 
In  sighing  for  our  home. 

3.  There  is  a  beautiful  woi'ld, 

Unseen  to  mortal  sight; 
And  darkness  never  enters  there : 
That  home  is  fair  and  bright. 

4.  There  is  a  beautiful  world, 

Of  harmony  and  love  ; 
0,  may  we  safely  enter  there, 
And  dwell  with  God  above. 


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16.  "THOU  GOD  SEEST  ME."  C.  M. 

1.  Thy  Father  sees !     Be  on  thy  guard  ; 

Thy  Father  hears  !     Be  still : 
Thy  Father  comes,  0,  stand  prepared 
To  learn  his  holy  will. 

2.  The  Lord  of  light  thou  canst  not  see, 

Though  day  and  night  most  near; 
Keep  thou  his  word,  perpetually, 
And  say,  "  My  God  is  here!" 

3.  Whatever  word  thou  wouldst  not  say, 

Whatever  work  wouldst  shun, 
If  God  were  by  thee  clear  as  day — 
Leave  thou  unsaid,  undone. 


And  if  in  danger  or  distress, 
Thy  youthful  heart  be  brought, 

Believe,  with  constant  hopefulness, 
That  God  forsakes  thee  not. 


Know  that  whatever  can  displease, 
And  what  thy  joy  has  marred, 

Each  care  and  want  and  woe  he  sees, 
With  fatherly  regard. 

To  him  in  faith  forever  cleave, 
As  if  thou  saw'st  him  nigh  ; 

In  trust  that  he  will  never  leave 
The  souls  that  to  him  fly. 


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HYMN  OF  PRAISE.  8s.  &  7s. 

We  have  met  in  peace  together 

In  this  house  of  God  again  ; 
Constant  friends  have  led  us  hither, 

Here  to  chant  the  solemn  strain ; 
Here  to  breathe  our  adoration, 

While  the  balmy  breeze  of  Spring 
Like  the  Spirit  of  salvation, 

Comes  with  gladness  on  its  wing. 

And  while  nature  glows  with  beauty, 

While  the  fields  are  rich  in  flowers, 
Shall  our  hearts  neglect  their  duty  ? 

Shall  our  souls  abuse  their  powers? 
Shall  not  all  our  hopes  ascending, 

Point  us  to  a  home  above, 
Where,  in  glory  never  ending, 

He  who  made  us  smiles  in  love  ? 

There  no  Autumn  tempests  gather ; 

There  no  friends  lament  the  dead; 
And  on  fields  that  never  wither, 

Fadeless  rays  of  light  are  shed. 
There,  with  bright  immortal  roses, 

Angels  wreathe  their  harps  of  gold, 
And  each  ransomed  soul  reposes 

Midst  a  scene  of  bliss  untold. 

We  have  met — and  time  is  flying, 

We  shall  part — and  still  his  wing, 
Sweeping  o'er  the  dead  and  dying, 

Will  the  changeful  seasons  bring ; 
Let  us,  while  our  hearts  are  lightest, 

In  our  fresh  and  early  years, 
Turn  to  Him  whose  smile  is  brightest, 

And  whose  grace  will  calm  our  fears. 


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18.  BEYOND  THE  RIVER. 

1.  Shall  we  meet  beyond  the  river, 

Where  the  surges  cease  to  roll, 
Where  in  all  the  bright  forever, 

Sorrow  ne'er  shall  press  the  soul  ? 
Chorus. — Shall  we  meet?  shall  we  meet  ? 
Shall  we  meet  beyond  the  river 
Where  the  surges  cease  to  roll  ? 

2.  Shall  we  meet  in  yonder  city, 

Where  the  towers  of  crystal  shine, 
Where  the  walls  are  all  of  jasper, 
Built  by  workmanship  divine  ? 

3.  Where  the  music  of  the  ransomed 

Rolls  its  harmony  around, 
And  creation  swells  the  chorus, 
With  its  sweet  melodious  sound  ? 

4.  Shall  we  meet  with  our  dear  loved  ones, 

Who  were  torn  from  our  embrace  ? 
Shall  we  listen  to  their  voices, 
And  behold  them  face  to  face  ? 

5.  Shall  we  meet  with  Christ  our  Saviour, 

When  he  comes  to  claim  his  own  ? 
Shall  we  know  his  blessed  favor, 
And  sit  down  upon  his  throne  ? 


19  THE  LORD  IS  MY  SHEPHERD.  11a. 

1.     The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd,  no  want  shall  I  know, 
I  feed  in  green  pastures,  safe  folded  I  rest; 
He  leadeth  my  soul  where  the  still  waters  flow, 

Restores  me  when  wandering,  redeems  when  oppressed. 


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2.  Through  the  valley  and  shadow  of  death  though  I  stray, 

Since  thou  art  my  Guardian,  no  evil  I  fear ; 
Thy  rod  shall  defend  me,  thy  staff  be  my  stay, 
No  harm  can  befall,  with  my  Comforter  near. 

3.  In  the  midst  of  affliction,  my  table  is  spread ; 

With  blessings  unmeasured  my  cup  runneth  o'er, 
With  perfume  and  oil  thou  anointest  my  head  ; 
0,  what  shall  I  ask  of  thy  providence  more  ? 

4.  Let  goodness  and  mercy,  my  bountiful  God, 

Still  follow  my  steps  till  I  meet  thee  above ; 
I  seek,  by  the  path  which  my  forefathers  trod, 

Through  the  land  of  their  sojourn,  thy  kingdom  of  love. 


?0.  HOSANNA.  8s.  7s.  &  4. 

1.     Once  was  heard  the  song  of  children, 
By  the  Saviour  when  on  earth ; 
Joyful  in  the  sacred  temple, 

Shouts  of  youthful  praise  had  birth  ; 

And  Hosannas 
Loud  to  David's  Son  broke  forth. 

2  Palms  of  victory  strewn  around  him, 

Garments  spread  beneath  his  feet, 
Prophet  of  the  Lord  they  crowned  him 
In  fair  Salem's  crowded  street, 

While  Hosannas 
From  the  lips  of  children  greet. 

3  Blessed  Saviour,  now  triumphant, 

Glorified,  and  throned  on  high, 
Mortal  lays  from  man  or  infant, 
Vain  to  tell  thy  praise  essay ; 

But  Hosannas 
Swell  the  chorus  of  the  sky. 


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4.  God  o'er  all  in  heaven  reigning, 

We,  this  day,  thy  glory  sing, 
Not  with  palms  thy  pathway  strewing, 
We  would  loftier  tribute  bring — 
Glad  Hosannas 

To  our  Prophet,  Priest  and  King. 

5.  0,  though  humble  is  our  offering, 

Deign  accept  our  grateful  lays — 

These  from  children  once  proceeding, 

Thou  didst  deem  perfected  praise. 

Now  Hosannas, 
Saviour,  Lord,  to  thee  we  raise. 


21.  NO  SORROW  THERE.  S.  M. 

1.     I  have  a  home  above, 

From  sin  and  sorrow  free  ; 
A  mansion  which  eternal  love 
Designed  and  formed  for  me. 

Chorus. — There'll  be  no  sorrow  there, 
There'll  be  no  sorrow  there. 
In  heaven  above  where  all  is  love, 
There'll  be  no  sorrow  there. 

2      My  Father's  gracious  hand 

Has  built  this  sweet  abode; 
From  everlasting  it  was  planned — 
My  dwelling  place  with  God. 

3.     My  Saviour's  precious  blood 
Has  made  my  title  sure; 
He  passed  through  death's  dark,  raging  flood 
To  make  my  rest  secure. 


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The  Comforter  is  come, 

The  earnest  has  been  given, 

He  leads  me  onward  to  the  house 
Reserved  for  me  in  heaven. 

Loved  ones  are  gone  before, 
Whose  pilgrim  days  are  done ; 

I  soon  shall  greet  them  on  that  shore 
Where  parting  is  unknown. 


22.  THE  SPIRIT  LAND. 

1.  When  we  hear  the  music  ringing 

Through  the  bright,  celestial  dome, 
Where  sweet  angel  voices,  singing, 

Gladly  bid  us  welcome  home, 
To  the  land  of  ancient  story, 

Where  the  spirit  knows  no  care ; 
In  that  land  of  light  and  glory, 

Shall  we  know  each  other  there  ? 

Chorus. — Shall  we  know  each  other  ? 

Shall  we  know  each  other  there  ? 

2.  When  the  holy  angels  meet  us 

As  we  go  to  join  their  band, 
Shall  we  know  the  friends  that  greet  us, 

In  the  glorious  spirit  land? 
Shall  we  see  their  bright  eyes  shining 

On  us  as  in  days  of  yore  ? 
Shall  we  feel  their  dear  arms  twining 

Fondly  round  us  as  before  ? 

3.  Yes,  my  earth-worn  sotjl  rejoices 

And  my  weary  heart  grows  light ; 
For  the  thrilling  angel  voices, 
And  the  angel  faces  bright, 


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That  shall  welcome  us  in  heaven, 

Are  the  loved  of  long  ago, 
And  to  them  'tis  kindly  given 

Thus  their  mortal  friends  to  know. 

0,  ye  weary  ones,  and  tossed  ones, 

Droop  not,  faint  not  by  the  way  ; 
Ye  shall  join  the  loved  and  lost  ones 

In  the  land  of  perfect  day. 
Harp-strings  touched  by  angel  fingers 

Murmur  in  my  raptured  ear, — 
Evermore  their  sweet  tone  lingers — 

We  shall  know  each  other  there. 

Chorus. — We  shall  know  each  other, 

We  shall  know  each  other  there. 


23  ROCK  OF  AGES.  7s. 

1.  Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me, 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee, 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 

From  thy  wounded  side  which  flowed, 

Be  of  sin  the  double  cure  ; 

Cleanse  me  from  its  guilt  and  power. 

2.  Not  the  labor  of  my  hands 
Can  fulfil  the  law's  demands  ; 
Could  my  zeal  no  respite  know, 
Could  my  tears  forever  flow, 
All  for  sin  could  not  atone, 
Thou  must  save,  and  thou  alone. 

3.  Nothing  in  my  hand  I  bring, 
Simply  to  thy  cross  I  cling  ; 


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Naked,  come  to  thee  for  dress, 
Helpless,  look  to  thee  for  grace; 
Vile,  I  to  the  fountain  fly, 
Wash  me,  Saviour,  or  I  die. 

While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  my  heart,  strings  break  in  death,, 
When  I  soar  to  worlds  unknown, 
See  thee  on  thy  Judgment  throne, 
Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me, 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee. 


24.  THE  LORD  OUR  HELPER.  C.  M. 

1.  I  will  never,  never  leave  thee, 

I  will  never  thee  forsake, 
I  will  guide  and  save  and  keep  thee 

For  my  name  and  mercy  sake. 
Fear  no  evil,  fear  no  evil, 

Only  all  my  counsel  take, 
For  I'll  never,  never  leave  thee, 

I  will  never  thee  forsake. 

2.  When  the  storm  is  raging  round  thee, 

Call  on  me  in  humble  prayer ; 
I  will  fold  my  arms  about  thee, 

Guard  thee  with  the  tend'rest  care. 
In  the  trial,  in  the  trial, 

I  will  make  thy  pathway  clear ; 
For  I'll  never,  &c. 

3.  When  the  sky  above  is  glowing, 

And  around  thee  all  is  bright, 
Pleasure,  like  a  river  flowing, 

All  things  tending  to  delight, 
I'll  be  with  thee,  I'll  be  with  thee, 

I  will  guide  thy  steps  aright, 
For  I'll  never,  &c. 


24  SELECTED  HYMNS. 


Thou  may'st  leave  my  care  and  keeping, 
Thou  may'st  wander  far  from  me, 

Sorrow,  then,  and  woe  and  weeping, 
Mercy  must  mete  out  to  thee ; 

To  the  righteous,  to  the  righteous, 
My  rich  blessings  all  are  free. 
And  I'll  never,  &c. 


25.  ENTREATY. 

1.  Hark!  a  voice  !  a  heavenly  voice, 

Floating  lightly,  lightly  by  ! 

"Come  to  Jesus  and  rejoice  : 

Live  with  him  on  high  !" 
Yes  !  we  come  !  to  Jesus  come  ; 

For  our  Saviour,  Saviour  dear, 
Soon  will  call  us  to  his  home, 

Free  from  every  fear. 

2.  Hark  !  a  voice  !  a  heavenly  voice  ! 

Singing  sweetly,  sweetly  now  ; 

"  'lis  the  hour  to  make  thy  choice, 

Come!  to  Jesus  bow!" 
Jesus'  love, — worth  more  than  gold 

Dug  from  out  the  richest  mines, — 
Jesus'  love,  like  wealth  untold, 

Round  the  heart  entwines. 

3.  Hark !  a  voice  !  a  heavenly  voice ! 

Hear  it !  sounding  through  the  land  : 

"Souls  on  earth  make  heaven  rejoice, 

Who  for  Jesus  stand." 
Jesus  take  us  in  thine  arms ; 

Suffer  that  we  come  to  thee : 
With  thy  blessing,  earthly  harms 

From  our  path  will  flee. 


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•26.  GLORIOUS  HOME.  7s. 

1.  In  the  Christian's  home  above, 

We  shall  dwell  for  evermore; 
We  shall  sing  redeeming  love, 
On  that  bright  celestial  shore. 
Chorus. — We're  nearing  our  heavenly  home, 
Where  parting  shall  never  come ; 
Where  sorrow  will  never  be  known, 
In  that  glorious  home  above. 

2.  Jesus,  guide  my  weary  soul, 

To  the  realms  of  endless  day; 

While  temptations  round  me  roll, 

Guide  me  in  the  perfect  way. 

3.  Are  we  justified  by  grace? 

Are  our  sins  all  washed  away  ? 
Does  the  Saviour  give  us  peace  ? 
Then  we'll  stand  in  that  great  day. 


When  the  toils  of  life  are  o'er, 

And  our  work  on  earth  shall  cease : 

Then  we  hope  to  gain  the  shore, 
Of  eternal  life  and  peace. 


27.  CHILD'S  COMMUNION  WITH  CHRIST.  CM. 

1.  Dear  Jesus,  ever  at  my  side, 

How  loving  must  thou  be, 
To  leave  thy  home  in  heaven  to  guard 
A  little  child  like  me. 

2.  I  cannot  feel  thee  touch  my  hand, 

With  pressure  light  and  mild, 
To  check  me  as  my  mother  did, 
When  I  was  but  a  child, 


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But  I  have  felt  thee  in  my  thoughts, 

Rebuking  sin  for  me ; 
And,  when  my  heart  loves  God,  I  know 

The  sweetness  is  from  thee. 

And  when,  dear  Saviour,  I  kneel  down, 
Morning  and  night,  to  prayer, 

Something  there  is  within  my  heart, 
Which  tells  me  thou  art  there. 

Yes,  when  I  pray,  thou  prayest  too — 

Thy  prayer  is  all  for  me  ; 
But  when  I  sleep,  thou  sleepest  not, 

But  watchest  patiently. 

To  God  the  Father  glory  be, 

And  to  his  only  Son; 
The  same,  0  Holy  Ghost,  to  thee, 

While  ceaseless  ages  run. 


28.  CHILDREN'S  WORSHIP.        12s   &  lis. 

1.  0  Lord,  let  our  songs  find  acceptance  before  thee, 

And  pierce  through  the  skies  to  thino  uppermost  throne ; 
For  thou  stoopest  to  listen  when  children  adore  thee, 
And  sendest  thy  blessings  like  messengers  down. 

2.  Our  Father,  our  Father,  we  ask  thee  to  guide  us, 

And  keep  us  from  sin  'till  life's  journey  be  o'er; 
Then  the  last  sigh  of  nature,  whate'er  else  betide  us, 
Shall  waft  us  to  glory,  when  time  is  no  more. 

3.  Then,  then  will  we  sing  the  sweet  song  of  the  blessed, 

And  mingle  our  strains  with  the  myriads  above ; 
Far  surpassing  all  strains  that  our  tongues  e'er  expressed, 
And  Jesus  the  chorus,  and  Infinite  Love. 


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29.  BEAUTIFUL  ZION.  8s. 

1.  Beautiful  Zion,  built  above, 
Beautiful  city,  that  I  love, 
Beautiful  gates  of  pearly  white, 
Beautiful  temple — God  its  light ! 
He  who  was  slain  on  Calvary 
Opens  those  pearly  gates  to  me. 

2.  Beautiful  heaven,  where  all  is  light, 
Beautiful  angels  clothed  in  white, 
Beautiful  strains,  that  never  tire, 
Beautiful  harps  through  all  the  choir, 
There  shall  I  join  the  chorus  sweet, 
Worshipping  at  the  Saviour's  feet. 

3.  Beautiful  crowns  on  every  brow, 
Beautiful  palms  the  conquerors  show, 
Beautiful  robes  the  ransomed  wear, 
Beautiful  all  who  enter  there ! 
Thither  I  press  with  eager  feet; 
There  shall  my  rest  be  long  and  sweet. 

4.  Beautiful  throne  for  Christ  our  King, 
Beautiful  songs  the  angels  sing, 
Beautiful  rest,  all  wanderings  cease, 
Beautiful  home  of  perfect  peace  ! 
There  shall  my  eyes  the  Saviour  see — 
Haste  to  this  heavenly  home  with  me  ! 


30,  JESUS  OUR  SAVIOUR.  8a.  7s.  &.  4. 

1.     Why  did  Jesus  come  from  heaven, 
Live  a  suffering  life  and  die? 
'Twas  that  we  might  be  forgiven, 
And  hereafter  live  on  high. 

Let  us  praise  him, 
Now  he  reigns  above  the  sky. 


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2.  Jesus  is  the  only  Saviour  : 

All  our  hope  from  Jesus  springs, 
Jesus  is  the  world's  Redeemer, 
Lord  of  lords  and  King  of  kings. 

Let  us  praise  him, 
For  his  grace  salvation  brings. 

3.  Jesus  kindly  will  receive  us, 

Who  to  him  for  refuge  flee ; 
Jesus  never  can  deceive  us  ; 
Our  unchanging  friend  is  he. 

Let  us  praise  him  ; 
From  our  sins  he  sets  us  free. 

4.  May  we  know  his  full  salvation, 

And,  when  this  short  life  is  o'er, 
Reach  that  heavenly  habitation 
Whither  he  is  gone  before. 

May  we  praise  him 
In  his  kingdom  evermore: 


•0- 


31.  "PEACE,  BE  STILL."  L.  M 

1.  The  winds  are  fierce,  the  storm  is  loud, 

The  frightful  waves  roll  swift  and  high, 
Above,  a  dark  and  threatening  cloud 

Obscures  the  azure-vaulted  sky. 
A  barque  is  on  the  foaming  deep, 

And  terror  fills  the  seaman's  breast ; 
But  Jesus  now  is  wrapt  in  sleep, 

For  he  hath  laid  him  down  to  rest. 

2.  In  vain  they  strive  against  the  storm, 

To  guide  the  vessel  safe  to  shore  ; 
Yet  fearful  of  impending  harm, 

They  now  the  Saviour's  aid  implore. 


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He  calmly  utters,  "Peace,  be  still," 
Nature  receives  his  high  behest, 

At  once  the  winds  obey  his  will, 
The  leaping  waves  lie  down  in  rest. 

Like  seamen  on  the  ocean's  tide, 

Bound  to  a  far  and  foreign  clime, 
O'er  life's  rough  sea  we  swiftly  glide, 

And  pass  beyond  the  verge  of  time. 
Though  storms  may  rage,  and  hearts  be  sad, 

And  hope  give  way  to  grief  and  fear; 
Still  this  one  thought  should  make  us  glad, 

The  Saviour,  though  he  sleep,  is  near. 

Should  e'en  the  darkest  tempest  rise, 

Foreboding  gloom,  and  every  ill ; 
How  soon  'twill  vanish  from  our  skies, 

When  Jesus  speaketh,  "Peace,  be  still." 
How  sweet  the  comfort  of  that  voice, 

When  to  the  humble  soul  'tis  given; 
To  bid  the  doubting  heart  rejoice, 

And  guide  the  pilgrim  on  to  heaven ! 


32.  EVERGREEN  SHORE. 

1.  We  are  joyously  voyaging  over  the  main, 

Bound  for  the  evergreen  shore, 
Whose  inhabitants  never  of  sickness  complain, 

And  never  see  death  any  more. 
Chorus — Then  let  the  hurricane  roar, 
It  will  the  sooner  be  o'er  ; 
We  will  weather  the  blast  and  will  land  at  last 
Safe  on  the  evergreen  shore. 

2.  We  have  nothing  to  fear  from  the  wind  and  the  wave, 

Under  our  Saviour's  command  ; 
And  our  hearts  in  the  midst  of  the  dangers  are  brave, 
For  Jesus  will  bring  us  to  land. 


30  SELECTED  HYMNS. 


Let  the  high  heaving  billow  and  mountainous  wave, 

Fearfully  overhead  break ; 
There  is  one  by  our  side  that  can  comfort  and  save, 

There's  one  who  will  never  forsake. 

Let  the  vessel  be  wrecked  on  the  rock,  or  the  shoal, 

Sink  to  be  seen  never  more  ; 
He  will  bear,  none  the  less,  every  passenger  soul, 

Safe,  safe  to  the  evergreen  shore. 


33.  JESUS  IS  KING. 

1.  He  who  once  to  earth  came  down, 

Toiled  and  suffered  here  below, 
Sits  upon  his  heavenly  throne, 

Wears  the  crown  of  glory  now  ; 
Chorus — While  angels  join  to  sing, 

And  loud  the  sweet  words  ring — 
Jesus  is  King. 

2.  Many  little  ones  are  there, 

Gathered  in  that  shining  throng ; 
Listen  !  through  the  Sabbath  air 
You  may  hear  their  joyful  song. 

Chorus—  Come,  let  us  join  to  sing, 

Loud  let  the  sweet  words  ring — 
Jesus  is  King. 

3.  Yes,  our  loved  and  lost  are  there, 

They  have  reached  the  happy  land, 
Now  white  robes  and  crowns  they  wear, 

They  have  joined  the  angel  band. 
Chorus — They  strike  each  golden  string, 
And  loud  the  sweet  words  ring — 
Jesus  is  King. 


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Christians  in  the  song  unite, 

Gladly  swell  the  notes  of  praise, 
And  with  saints  and  angels  bright, 
Still  the  grateful  anthem  raise. 
Chorus — Come,  let  us  join  to  sing, 

Loud  let  the  sweet  words  ring- 
Jesus  is  King. 

Surely  we  that  song  may  share, 

Jesus  bids  the  children  come ; 

Gives  the  lambs  his  tender  care, 

Guides  them  to  his  heavenly  home. 
Chorus — Come,  let  us  join  to  sing. 

Loud  let  the  sweet  words  ring- 
Jesus  is  King. 


34.  I'M  A  TRAVELER.  7s.  &  4s. 

1.  I'm  a  lonely  traveler  here, 

Weary,  oppressed ; 
But  my  journey's  end  is  near, 

Soon  I  shall  rest. 
Dark  and  dreary  is  the  way, 

Toiling  I've  come ; 
Ask  me  not  with  you  to  stay, 

Yonder's  my  home. 

2.  I'm  a  weary  traveler  here, 

I  must  go  on ; 
For  my  journey's  end  is  near, 

I  must  be  gone. 
Brighter  joys  than  earth  can  give 

Win  me  away ; 
Pleasures  that  forever  live ; 

I  cannot  stay. 


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I'm  a  traveler  to  a  land 

Where  all  is  fair, 
Where  is  seen  no  broken  band  ; 

Saints  all  are  there. 
Where  no  tear  shall  ever  fall, 

No  heart  be  sad ; 
Where  the  glory  is  for  all, 

And  all  are  glad. 

I'm  a  traveler,  and  I  go 

Where  all  is  fair ; 
Farewell  all  I've  loved  below, 

I  must  be  there. 
Worldly  honors,  hopes  and  gain, 

All  I  resign; 
Welcome  sorrow,  grief  and  pain, 

If  heaven  be  mine. 

I'm  a  traveler ;  call  me  not : 

Upwai-ds  my  way ; 
Yonder  is  my  rest  and  lot : 

I  cannot  stay. 
Farewell,  earthly  pleasures  all, 

Pilgrim  I  roam  ; 
Hail  me  not ;  in  vain  you  call : 

Yonder's  my  home. 


35.  WELCOME  HOME.  CM 

1.     There  is  a  clime  where  Jesus  reigns, 
A  home  of  grace  and  love, 
Where  angels  wait  with  sweetest  strains 
To  greet  the  saints  above. 

Chorus. — They'll  sing  their  welcome  home  to  me, 

They'll  sing  their  welcome  home  to  me, 
The  angels  will  stand  on  the  heavenly  strand, 


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And  sing  their  welcome  home. 
Welcome  home  !  welcome  home  ! 

The  angels  will  stand  on  the  heavenly  strand, 
And  sing  their  welcome  home. 

2.  And  children  too  will  join  to  bless 

The  precious  Saviour's  name, 
Clothed  in  his  perfect  righteousness, 
And  saved  from  sin  and  shame. 

3.  Yet  all,  alas  !  may  not  be  there, 

For  some  will  slight  his  grace, 
Tho'  now  he  calls,  they  do  not  care 
To  turn  and  seek  his  face. 

4.  He  speaks  so  kindly,  "Come  to  me, 

"And  I  will  give  you  rest." 
The  angels  wait  their  melody, 
To  greet  you  with  the  blest. 
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36.         PRAISE  TO  THE  REDEEMER.     8s.  7S.  &4s. 

1.  Lord,  while  holy  angels  praise  thee, 

In  their  never-ceasing  songs  ; 
While  thy  saints  delight  to  bless  thee — 
Thee  to  whom  all  praise  belongs, — 

Wilt  thou  hearken 
To  the  praise  of  infant  tongues  ? 

2.  Yes,  we  know  our  feeble  voices 

Thou  dost  condescend  to  hear  ; 
Thou  canst  perfect  thine  own  praises 
From  the  mouths  of  children  here ; 

None  so  humble, 
But  their  voice  may  reach  thine  ear. 
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3.  Thanks  we  give  thee,  0  our  Saviour! 

Who  didst  come  to  save  the  lost; 

Thine  own  blood,  Divine  Redeemer! 

Was  the  price  our  ransom  cost: 

Thou  canst  save  us 
Even  to  the  uttermost. 

4.  While  we  sing  our  glad  hosannas, 

While  our  tongues  thy  love  proclaim, 
Pour,  oh  !   pour  thy  spirit  on  us — 

Us  for  thine  own  children  claim; 
So,  forever, 
Will  we  love  and  praise  thy  name. 


37.  THE  BETTER   LAND.  8s.  &  7s. 

1.  Whither,  pilgrims,  are  ye  going, 

Going  each  with  staff  in  hand? 
We  are  going  on  a  journey, 

Going  at  our  King's  command, 
Over  hills  and  plains  and  valleys, 
We  are  going  to  his  palace, 

Going  to  that  better  land. 

2.  Fear  ye  not  the  way  so  lonely, 

You,  a  little  feeble  band  ? 
No,  for  friends,  unseen,  are  near  us, 

Holy  angels  round  us  stand. 
Christ,  our  leader,  walks  beside  us, 
He  will  guard  and  he  will  guide  us, 

Guide  us  to  that  better  land. 

3.  Tell  us,  pilgrims,  what  you  hope  for 

In  that  far-off,  better  land — 
Spotless  robes  and  crowns  of  glory 
From  a  Saviour's  loving  hand. 


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We  shall  drink  of  life's  clear  river, 
We  shall  dwell  with  God  forever 
In  that  bright,  that  better  land. 

Pilgrims,  may  we  travel  with  you 
To  that  bright  and  better  land  ? 

Come  and  welcome,  come  and  welcome, 
Welcome  to  our  pilgrim  band. 

Come,  oh,  come,  and  do  not  leave  us, 

Christ  is  waiting  to  receive  us, 
In  that  bright  and  better  land. 


38.  NOTHING  BUT  LEAVES. 

1.  Nothing  but  leaves;  the  spirit  grieves 

Over  a  wasted  life;  — 
O'er  sins  indulged  while  conscience  slept, 
O'er  vows  and  promises  unkept, — 

And  reap  from  years  of  strife, 
Nothing  but  leaves! 

2.  Nothing  but  leaves;  no  gathered  sheaves 

Of  life's  fair  ripening  grain  ; 
We  sow  our  seeds,  lo !  tares  and  weeds, 
Words,  idle  words  for  earnest  deeds, — 

We  reap  with  toil  and  pain, 
Nothing  but  leaves ! 


Nothing  but  leaves  ;  sad  memory  weaves 

No  vail  to  hide  the  past; 
And  as  we  trace  our  weary  way, 
Counting  each  lost  and  misspent  day, 

Sadly  we  find  at  last 
Nothing  but  leaves ! 


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4.     Ah  !  who  shall  thus  the  Master  meet, 
Bearing  but  withered  leaves  ? 
Ah !  who  shall  at  the  Saviour's  feet, 
Before  the  awful  judgment-seat, 
Lay  down,  for  golden  sheaves, 
Nothing  but  leaves  ? 


39.  THE  LAMB  THAT  WAS  SLAIN. 

1.     In  the  far  better  land  of  glory  and  light, 

The  ransomed  are  singing  in  garments  of  white, 
The  harpers  are  harping,  and  all  the  bright  train 
Sing  the  song  of  Redemption — the  Lamb  that  was  slain, 
The  Lamb,  the  Lamb,  the  Lamb  that  was  slain. 


.     Like  the  sound  of  the  sea  swells  the  chorus  of  praise, 
Round  the  star-circled  crown  of  the  Ancient  of  days: 
And  thrones  and  dominions  re-echo  the  strain 
Of  glory  eternal  to  Him  that  was  slain, 
To  Him,  to  Him,  to  Him  that  was  slain. 


3.     Dear  Saviour,  may  we  with  our  voices  so  faint, 
Sing  the  chorus  celestial  with  angel  and  saint? 
Yes,  yes,  we  will  sing,  and  thine  ear  we  will  gain 
With  the  song  of  Redemption — the  Lamb  that  was  slain, 
The  Lamb,  the  Lamb,  the  Lamb  that  was  slain. 


.     Gracious  Lord,  let  all  hearts  now  before  thee  unite, 

In  the  glad  song  of  praise  with  the  ransomed  in  light ; 
To  Jesus,  our  Saviour,  we  11  sing  the  sweet  strain 
Of  the  song  of  Redemption — the  Lamb  that  was  slain, 
The  Lamb,  the  Lamb,  the  Lamb  that  was  slain. 


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40.  PROVJDENCE  AND  GRACE.  C.  M. 

1.  Almighty  Father,  gracious  Lord, 

Kind  Guardian  of  my  days, 

Thy  mercies  let  my  heart  record, 

In  songs  of  grateful  praise. 

2.  In  life's  first  dawn,  my  tender  frame 

Was  thy  indulgent  care  ; 
Long  ere  I  could  pronounce  thy  name, 
Or  breathe  the  infant  prayer. 

3.  Around  my  path  what  dangers  rose  ! 

What  snares  spread  all  my  road ! 
No  power  could  guard  me  from  my  foes, 
But  my  Preserver,  God. 


4.  How  many  blessings  round  me  shone, 

Where'er  I  turned  my  eye  ! 
How  many  passed  almost  unknown, 
Or  unregarded  by ! 

5.  Each  rolling  year  new  favors  brought 

From  thy  exhaustless  store; 
But,  ah  !  in  vain  my  laboring  thought 
Would  count  thy  mercies  o'er. 

6.  While  sweet  reflection,  through  my  days 

Thy  bounteous  hand  would  trace ; 
Still  dearer  blessings  claim  my  praise, 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace. 

7.  Yes,  I  adore  thee,  gracious  Lord, 

For  favors  more  divine  ; 
That  I  have  known  thy  sacred  word, 
Where  all  thy  glories  shine. 


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Lord,  when  this  mortal  frame  decays, 

And  every  weakness  dies, 
Complete  the  wonders  of  thy  grace, 

And  raise  me  to  the  skies. 


41.  SINGING  IN  HEAVEN. 

1.     Shall  we  sing  in  heaven  forever, — 
Shall  we  sing? 
Shall  we  sing  in  heaven  forever, 

In  that  happy  land  ? 
Yes!   oh  yes!  in  that  land,  that  happy  land. 
They  that  meet  shall  sing  forever 
Far  beyond  the  rolling  river, 
Meet  to  sing  and  love  forever 
In  that  happy  land. 


Shall  we  know  each  other  ever 

In  that  land? 
Shall  we  know  each  other  ever 

In  that  happy  land  ? 
Yes  !  oh  yes  !  in  that  land,  that  happy  land, 

They  that  meet  shall  know  each  other 

Far  beyond  the  rolling  river,  die. 


Shall  we  sing  with  holy  angels 

In  that  land? 
Shall  we  sing  with  holy  angels 

In  that  happy  land  ? 
Yes!  oh  yes!  in  that  land,  that  happy  land, 

Saints  and  angels  sing  forever, 

Far  beyond  the  rolling  river,  &c. 


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Shall  we  rest  from  care  and  sorrow 

In  that  land  ? 
Shall  we  rest  from  care  and  sorrow 

In  that  happy  land? 
Yes  !  oh  yes  !  in  that  land,  that  happy  land, 

They  that  meet  shall  rest  forever 

Far  beyond  the  rolling  river,  &c. 

ShalT  we  know  our  blessed  Saviour 

In  that  land? 
Shall  we  know  our  blessed  Saviour 

In  that  happy  land  ? 
Yes !   oh  yes  !  in  that  land,  that  happy  land, 

We  shall  know  our  blessed  Saviour 

Far  beyond  the  rolling  river, 

Love  and  serve  him  there  forever 
In  that  happy  land. 


42.  SWEET  HOUR  OF  PRAYER.  L.  M 

1.  Sweet  hour  of  prayer  !  sweet  hour  of  prayer  ! 
That  calls  me  from  a  world  of  care, 

And  bids  me  at  my  Father's  throne 
Make  all  my  wants  and  wishes  known ; 
In  seasons  of  distress  and  grief, 
My  soul  has  often  found  relief, 
And  oft  escaped  the  tempter's  snare, 
By  thy  return,  sweet  hour  of  prayer. 

2.  Sweet  hour  of  prayer  !  sweet  hour  of  prayer  ! 
Thy  wings  shall  my  petition  bear 

To  Him  whose  truth  and  faithfulness 
Engage  the  waiting  soul  to  bless; 
And  since  he  bids  me  seek  his  face, 
Believe  his  word  and  trust  his  grace, 
I'll  cast  on  him  my  every  care, 
And  wait  for  thee,  sweet  hour  of  prayer. 


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43.  THE  MORNING  LAND.  C.  M. 

1.  These  many  days  'mid  storm  and  rain, 

We've  striven  against  the  tide ; 
But  now  the  harbor  is  in  view, 

Where  we  may  safely  ride; 
With  anchor  weighed,  with  canvas  spread, 

A  weary,  toiling  band, 
We  hail  the  breeze  that  speeds  us  on 

To  the  glorious  morning  land. 

Chorus — The  morning  land,  bright  morning  land, 
Oh!  glorious  morning  land, 
We  soon  shall  rest  on  thy  beautiful  shore, 
Oh !  glorious  morning  land. 

2.  Wildly  we've  tossed  upon  the  deep, 

Our  hope  a  single  ray  ; 
But  see,  the  star  of  morning  beams, 

The  harbinger  of  day  ; 
Soon  we  shall  furl  our  tattered  sail, 
/      And  press  the  wished-for  land, 
Our  bark  will  moor  beside  thy  shore, 

Oh  !  glorious  morning  land. 

3.  A  heavenly  calm  shall  soothe  the  waves, 

And  bid  them  hush  to  sleep  ; 
Eternal  sunbeams  evermore 

Shall  rest  upon  the  deep  ; 
Our  bark  no  more  by  tempest,  tossed, 

Shall  bear  a  weary  band  ; 
There's  rest  forever  'mid  thy  groves, 

Oh !  glorious  morning  land. 

4.  Earth's  pilgrims  joyful  walk  thy  streets, 

In  robes  of  shining  white  ; 
The  city  gates  are  built  of  pearl, 
And  God  is  all  the  light. 


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We've  looked  from  far  upon  thy  shores, 
Our  friends  have  reached  the  strand  ; 

Soon  we  shall  join  the  happy  throng, 
In  the  glorious  morning  land. 


44.  THE  LOVE  OF  JESUS.  Us,  &  8s. 

1.     Our  Jesus,  our  Saviour,  what  tongue  can  express 
His  sweet  condescension  and  love  ; 
With  eyes  of  compassion  he  viewed  our  distress, 
And  left  the  bright  mansions  above. 


2.     He  came  as  a  sufferer  :  lowly  his  birth — 
A  manger  the  cradle  he  ohose — 
And  love  for  the  guilty  and  fallen  of  earth 
Illumined  his  life  to  the  close. 


That  love  would  not  turn  even  children  aside, — 
How  sweet  and  endearing  its  charms, — 

When,  "Such  is  the  kingdom  of  heaven,"  he  cried, 
And  folded  the  babes  in  his  arms. 


And  when  on  the  cross  the  dear  life-streams  ran  free, 
From  the  wounds  in  his  hands  and  his  side, 

Not  tveakness,  but  love,  held  him  nailed  to  the  tree, — 
In  love  for  the  sinner  he  died. 


Our  Jesus,  our  Saviour,  thy  love  we  adore — 
Thy  love  men  and  angels  shall  sing; 

To  thee  be  all  glory  and  praise  evermore, 
Our  Jesus,  our  Saviour,  our  King, 


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45.  NEARER  HOME.  7s.  &  6s. 

1.     We  know  not  what's  before  us, 
What  trials  are  to  come; 
But  each  day  passing  o'er  us 
Brings  us  still  nearer  home. 

Chorus — We're  nearer,  nearer  home, 
Our  blessed,  happy  home, 

Where  grief  and  sin  can  never  come, 
We're  nearer,  nearer  home. 

Nearer  home,  nearer  home, 

Nearer  to  our  happy  home. 

Nearer  home,  nearer  home, 
Our  blessed,  happy  home. 

J2.     Though  dark  our  path,  and  lonely, 
And  clouds  our  sky  o'ercast, 
Let  us  rememrjer  only 
That  it  will  soon  be  past. 

3.     Whate'er  of  gloom  or  anguish 
Life  to  our  hearts  may  bring, 
In  doubt  we  will  not  languish, 
But  cheerfully  we'll  sing. 


46.  HYMN  OF  PRAISE.  L   M. 

1.  Jesus!  to  thee  we  fain  would  bring 
The  earliest  offerings  of  the  spring; 
Did  we  not  know  that  every  flower 
Blooms  but  to  own  thy  sovereign  power. 

2.  Each  fragrant  lily  as  it  bends, 
To  thee  its  purest  incense  lends; 
And  birds,  for  thee,  delighted  raise 
Their  untaught  melody  of  praise. 


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3.  So,  fain  would  we  some  strain  prolong, 
Pure  as  creation's  sinless  song  ; 

But,  ah  !   unworthy  of  the  task, 
How  dare  we  thy  acceptance  ask? 

4.  And  yet  as  spring  renews  the  hymn, 
Sung  by  the  saintly  cheruhim  ; 

Let  not  our  hearts  alone  be  cold, 
Nor  silent  while  thy  gifts  are  told. 

5.  But  give  us  souls  more  meet  to  sing, 
The  praises  of  our  heavenly  King! 
Bid  every  year  increase  our  love, 
And  fit  us  more  for  joys  above. 

6.  Then,  Saviour,  when  this  world  is  o'er, 
And  spring  shall  visit  earth  no  more; 
Oh!  let  thy  children  rise  on  high, 
Their  Saviour's  name  to  glorify  ! 


47.  JESUS  LOVES  ME.  7's. 

1.  Jesus  loves  me  !  this  I  know, 
For  the  Bible  tells  me  so  ; 
Little  ones  to  him  belong  ; 
They  are  weak  but  he  is  strong. 

Chorus. — Yes,  Jesus  loves  me  ! 
The  Bible  tells  me  so. 

2.  Jesus  loves  me  !  He  who  died 
Heaven's  gate  to  open  wide, 
He  will  wash  away  my  sin, 
Let  his  little  child  come  in, 


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3.  Jesus  loves  me  !  loves  me  still ; 
And  though  I  am  weak  and  ill, 
From  his  shining  throne  on  high, 
Comes  to  watch  me  where  I  lie. 

4.  Jesus  loves  me  !  he  will  stay- 
Close  beside  me  all  the  way; 
If  I  love  him,  when  I  die 

He  will  take  me  home  on  high. 


48.  "  SUPPER  LITTLE  CHILDREN  TO     C   M. 

COME  UNTO  ME." 

1.  Saviour  thy  precept  is  not  hid, 

Nor  is  thy  love  forgot ; 
We  come,  whom  thou  did'st  not  forbid, 
And  man  forbids  us  not. 

2.  To  us  thy  heavenly  grace  impart, 

And  let  the  words  of  truth 
Be  inly  grafted  in  our  hearts, 
And  nurtured  in  our  youth. 

3.  0,  with  the  seed  thy  sowers  sow, 

That  early  dew  distil, 
By  which  we  may  not  only  know, 
But  love,  and  do,  thy  will. 

4.  Though  feeble  is  our  faith  and  weak, 

Yet  do  not  thou  repress 
Their  near  approach,  who  early  seek 
Thy  love  and  holiness. 

5.  0  hear  us  as  with  one  accord, 

Our  grateful  songs  we  raise, 
And  out  of  children's  mouths,  0  Lord, 
Again  perfect  thy  praise. 


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49.  PRAYER  OF  THE  YOUNG.  L.  M. 

1.  0  Lord,  before  thy  gracious  throne, 

In  Jesus'  name  we  humbly  bend ; 
Thy  face  we  seek,  thy  name  we  own, 
And  pray  that  thou  wilt  be  our  Friend. 

2.  Thou  didst  on  earth  the  young  receive, 

And  gently  fold  them  to  thy  breast, 
And  say  that  such  in  heaven  should  live, 
For  ever  safe,  for  ever  blest. 

3.  Thy  Holy  Spirit's  aid  impart, 

That  he  may  teach  us  how  to  pray ; 
Make  us  sincere,  and  let  each  heart 
Delight  to  tread  in  wisdom's  way. 

4.  0,  let  thy  grace  our  souls  renew, 

And  seal  a  sense  of  pardon  there  ; 
Teach  us  thy  will  to  know  and  do, 
And  let  us  all  thine  image  bear. 


50.  NEARER  MY  HOME.  6s.  &  4. 

1.  A  crown  of  glory  bright, 

By  faith's  clear  eyes  I  see 
In  yonder  realms  of  light 
Prepared  for  me. 

Chorus. — I'm  nearer  my  home, 

Nearer  my  home  to-day  ; 
Yes,  nearer  my  home  in  heaven  to-day, 
Than  ever  I've  been  before. 

2.  0  may  I  faithful  prove 

And  keep  the  crown  in  view, 
And  through  the  storms  of  life 
My  way  pursue. 


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Jesus,  be  thou  my  guide, 
And  all  my  steps  attend, 

0  keep  me  near  thy  side, 
Be  though  my  friend. 

Be  thou  my  shield  and  sun 
My  Saviour  and  my  guard 

And  when  my  work  is  done, 
My  great  reward. 


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51.  NO  PARTING  THERE. 

1.  When  shall  we  meet  again, 

Meet  ne'er  to  sever? 
When  will  peace  wreathe  her  chain 

Round  us  forever  ? 
Our  hearts  will  ne'er  repose 

Safe  from  each  blast  that  blows, 
In  tbis  dark  vale  of  woes, 

Never, — no,  never. 

2.  When  shall  love  freely  flow, 

Pure  as  life's  river  ? 
When  shall  sweet  friendship  glow 

Changeless  forever? 
Where  joys  celestial  thrill, 

Where  bliss  each  heart  shall  fill, 
And  fears  of  parting  chill 

Never, — no,  never. 

3.  Up  to  that  world  of  light 

Take  us,  dear  Saviour! 
May  we  all  there  unite, 

Happy,  forever ! 
Where  kindred  spirits  dwell, 

There  may  our  music  swell, 
And  time  our  joys  dispel 

Never, — no,  never. 


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Soon  shall  we  meet  again, 

Meet  ne'er  to  sever  ; 
Soon  will  peace  wreathe  her  chain 

Round  us  forever; 
Our  hearts  will  then  repose, 

Secure  from  worldly  woes; 
Our  songs  of  praise  shall  close 

Never, — no,  never. 


52.  THE  "WISE  MEN  OF  THE  EAST. 

1.     We  three  kings  of  Orient  are, 
Bearing  gifts  ;  we  traverse  afar 
Field  and  fountain, 
Moor  and  mouutain, 
Following  yonder  star. 

Chorus. — 0  star  of  wonder,  star  of  night, 
Star  with  royal  beauty  bright, 
Westward  leading, 
Still  proceeding, 
Guide  us  to  the  perfect  Light. 


Born  a  king  on  Bethlehem's  plain, 
Gold  I  bring  to  crown  him  again, — 

King  forever, 

Ceasing  never 
Over  us  all  to  reign. 


Frankincense  to  offer  have  I, 
Incense  owns  a  Deity  nigh ; 

Prayer  and  praising, 

All  men  raising, 
Worship  him  God  on  high. 


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Myrrh  is  mine  ;  its  bitter  perfume 
Breathes  a  life  of  gathering  gloom : 

Sorrowing,  sighing, 

Bleeding,  dying, 
Sealed  in  the  stone-cold  tomb. 


Glorious  now  behold  him  arise, 
King,  and  God,  and  Sacrifice. 

Heav'n  singing, 

Hallelujah  ! 
Joyous  the  earth  replies. 


53.  THE  WELCOME  HOME.  C.  M. 

1.     How  sweet  will  be  the  welcome  home 

When  this  short  life  is  o'er, 
When  pain  and  sorrow,  care  and  grief 

Shall  dwell  with  us  no  more. 
When  we  that  bright  and  heavenly  land 

With  spirit  eyes  shall  see, 
And  join  the  holy  angel  band 

In  praise,  dear  Lord,  of  thee. 

Chorus. — The  welcome  home,  the  welcome  home, 
The  Christian's  welcome  home. 


Lord,  grant  my  frail  and  wayward  bark, 

May  anchor  sure  and  fast, 
Beside  the  shining  gates  of  pearl, 

Where  I  may  rest  at  last ! 
When  once  within,  my  soul  shall  know 

No  hunger,  thirst,  or  pain, 
No  sickness,  sorrow,  care  or  death 

Shall  visit  me  again  ! 


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Oh,  may  I  live  while  here  below, 

In  view  of  that  blest  day, 
When  God's  bright  angels  shall  come  down 

To  bear  my  soul  away ! 
When  I  shall  walk  the  golden  streets, 

In  garments  white  and  pure  ; 
And  sing  an  endless  song  to  him, 

Who  made  my  soul  secure ! 


54.  PRAISE  TO  CHRIST.  C.  M. 

1.  Come,  children,  raise  your  voices  high, 

Your  Saviour's  love  proclaim, 
And  with  the  choirs  of  earth  and  sky 

Unite  to  praise  his  name  : 
Sing  how  he  left  the  realms  of  light, 

Where  the  bright  angels  dwell, 
And,  passing  through  death's  gloomy  night, 

Redeemed  the  world  from  hell. 

2.  Yes,  we  will  gladly  join  our  lays 

With  heaven's  seraphic  throng, 
And  offer  in  our  earthly  days 

To  Christ  our  grateful  song: 
And  oh  that  all  would  join  to  sing 

That  Saviour's  love,  who  came, 
Mankind  from  chains  of  sin  to  bring 

To  liberty  again. 

3.  Then  loud  hosannas  to  our  King, 

Jesus,  eternal  God  ! 
Let  earth  with  joyous  anthems  ring, 

To  spread  his  fame  abroad ; 
Let  every  tribe  and  nation  own 

His  just  and  righteous  sway, 
And  all  unite  to  hasten  on 

The  great  millennial  day. 
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55.  A  BRIGHTER  DAY.  8s.  &  7s. 

1.  Lift  your  heads  with  faith  ;  the  morrow 

Dawneth  brighter  than  to-day  ; 
Angel  hands  will  lift  the  shadows, 
Chase  the  gathering  gloom  away. 

Chorus. — Lift  your  heads,  the  day  is  breaking, 
Soon  the  morning  will  appear; 
See  the  earth  from  slumber  waking, 
Lift  your  heads,  the  day  draws  near. 

2.  Art  thou  lonely,  sad  and  weary, 

Watching  through  the  silent  night  ? 
Dry  thy  tears,  the  orient  glistens 
Like  a  thread  of  silver  light. 

3.  Does  the  night  seem  long  and  weary, 

Dangers  threat'ning  by  the  way  ? 
Joy  will  soon  return  to  bless  thee, 
Soon  will  dawn  a  brighter  day. 

4.  What  though  wars  and  earth's  commotions 

Try  your  faith  and  cause  dismay  ? 
God,  your  Father,  rules  the  nations, 
He  will  send  a  brighter  day. 

5.  Let  the  heart  be  cheered  with  gladness, 

Though  the  sun  is  veiled  from  sight  ; 
See  !  the  stars  are  brightly  beaming 
Through  the  shadows  of  the  night. 

Chorus. — Look!  e'en  now  the  morn  is  breaking, 
See  the  shadows  flee  away ; 
See!  the  earth  from  slumber  waking, 
Lift  you  heads  !  behold  the  day  ! 


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56.  LAND  OF  THE  LIVING. 

1.  I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  the  living, 

0  hinder  me  not  on  the  way  ; 
The  sunlight  is  brightening  before  me 

That  heralds  eternity's  day 
The  flowers  that  bloom  in  my  pathway 

Breathe  odors  that  waft  me  right  on; 
They  lure  me  no  longer  to  tarry, 

But  welcome  earth's  time  to  be  gone. 

Chorus. — There's  a  happy  home  beyond  this  world  of  care, 
A  home  above,  where  all  is  love  ; 
And  the  good  shall  all  meet  there. 

2.  I  am  waiting  the  summons  that  bids  me 

No  longer  a  pilgrim  to  roam, 
But  leaviug  the  p..st  in  this  death  land, 

Make  the  land  of  the  living  my  home. 
The  messenger  angel  stands  waiting 

The  signal  to  whisper  to  me, 
That  the  place'ls  prepared  for  my  dwelling, 

And  the  Master  is  calling  for  me. 

3.  The  land  of  the  living  is  yonder; 

There  life  to  its  fulness  has  grown  ; 
There  sin  and  temptation  and  sorrow, 

And  sickness  and  death,  are  unknown. 
There  the  songs  of  redemption  are  chanted 

By  a  boly,  harmonious  band  ; 
Oh,  when  shall  I  cease  from  my  conflict 

And  rise  to  my  home  in  that  land  I 


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57.  HEAVENLY  HOME. 

1.     Heavenly  home  !  heavenly  home  !  precious  name  to  me ! 
I  love  to  think  the  time  will  come  when  I  shall  rest  in 
thee. 
I've  no  abiding  city  here, 
I  seek  for  one  to  come, 
And  though  my  pilgrimage  be  drear 
I  know  there's  rest  at  home, 


Chorus. — Heavenly  home  !  heavenly  home! 
Precious  name  to  me  ! 
I  love  to  think  the  time  will  come, 
When  I  shall  rest  in  thee. 


Heavenly  home  !  heavenly  home  !  there  no  clouds  arise, 
No  tear  drops  fall,  no  dark  nights  dim  thy  ever-smiling 
skies. 
This  earthly  home  is  fair  and  bright, 

Yet  clouds  will  often  come ; 
And  oh  !  I  long  to  see  the  light 
That  gilds  my  heavenly  home  ! 
Heavenly  home  !  heavenly  home  !  there  no  clouds,  &c. 


Heavenly  home !    heavenly   home !    ne'er  shall  sorrow's 

gloom, 
Nor  doubts  nor  fears,  disturb  me  there,  for  all  is  peace 
at  home 
I  know  I  ne'er  shall  worthy  be 

To  dwell  'ueath  heaven's  bright  dome; 
But  Christ  my  Saviour,  died  for  me, 
And  now  he  calls  me  home. 
Heavenly  home  !  heavenly  home !  ne'er  shall  sorrow's,  &c, 


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58.  MORNING  HYMN.  8s.  &  7s. 

1.  Night  is  over;  light  is  streaming, 

Through  my  window-pane  'tis  come, 
And  the  sun's  bright  rays  are  beaming 

On  my  own  dear,  happy  home. 
God  has  watched  me  through  the  night  ; 
God  it  is  who  sends  us  light. 

2.  Night  is  over ;  some  poor  children 

Have  been  homeless,  sleepless,  ill : 
God  has  let  me  rest  so  sweetly 

In  my  chamber,  warm  and  still. 
Lord,  I  thank  thee  for  thy  love ; 
Raise  my  morning  thoughts  above. 

3.  Night  is  over  :  Heavenly  Father, 

I  would  bend  my  knees  and  pray  : 
Help  my  weakness,  guide  me  safely, 

Watch  and  keep  me  all  the  day. 
Take  away  my  love  of  sin  ; 
Let  thy  Spirit  rule  within. 


59.  EVENING  HYMN.  8s.  &  7s. 

1.  Jesus,  tender  Shepherd,  hear  me; 

Bless  thy  little  lamb  to-night : 
Through  the  darkness  be  thou  near  me, 
Watch  my  sleep  till  morning  light. 

2.  All  this  day  thy  hand  has  led  me, 

And  I  thank  thee  for  thy  care  : 
Thou  haet  warmed,  and  clothed,  and  fed  me ; 
Listen  to  my  evening  prayer. 

3.  Let  my  sins  be  all  forgiven : 

Bless  the  friends  I  love  so  well ; 
Take  me,  when  I  die,  to  heaven, 
Happy  there  with  them  to  dwell. 


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60.  CHILDREN'S  PRAISES.         7s.  &.  6s. 

1.  On  this  glad  and  welcome  day, 

When  the  Spring  rejoices, 
Thankful  offerings  we  pay 
With  united  voices. 

Chorus. — Father,  hear,  in  thy  home, 
Hear  us  in  our  singing. 
Children  thine,  behold,  we  come, 
Grateful  praises  bringing. 

2.  Praises  for  the  gracious  care 

Watching  us  so  surely  : 
Sleeping,  waking,  everywhere 
Keeping  us  securely. 

3.  Fraises  for  the  wondrous  love 

Which  thine  own  Son  gave  us, 
Coming  from  the  throne  above, 
On  the  cross  to  save  us. 

4.  Praises  that  we  early  learn 

All  the  pleasing  story. 
May  our  hearts  within  us  burn 
For  our  Master's  glory. 

5.  May  we  learn  more  of  thy  word, 

Joyfully  receive  it, 
And  through  thy  good  Spirit,  Lord, 
Lovingly  believe  it. 

6.  And  at  last,  through  thy  rich  grace, 

And  the  truth  that  frees  us, 
May  we  have  a  dwelling  place 
With  our  Saviour,  Jesus. 


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So  this  glad,  returning  day, 
While  the  world  rejoices, 

Thankful  offerings  we  pay 
With  united  voices. 


61.  JESUS  WEPT.  8s.  &  7s. 

1.  -Jesus  wept!" — those  tears  are  over, 

But  his  heart  is  still  the  same ; 
Kinsman,  Friend  and  Elder  Brother, 

Is  his  everlasting  name. 
Saviour,  who  can  love  like  thee, 

Gracious  one  of  Bethany  ! 

2.  "Jesus  wept!" — when  trials  seize  us, 

When  the  waves  of  sorrow  roll; 
I  will  lay  my  head  on  Jesus, 

Pillow  of  the  troubled  soul. 
Saviour,  none  can  feel  like  thee, 

Weeping  one  of  Bethany  ! 

3.  "Jesus  wept!" — and  still  in  glory, 

He  can  mark  each  mourner's  tear, 
Loving  to  retrace  the  story 

Of  the  hearts  he  solaced  here. 
Lord,  when  I  am  called  to  die, 

Let  me  think  of  Bethany  ! 

4.  "Jesus  wept !" — that  tear  of  sorrow 

Is  a  legacy  of  love ; 
Yesterday,  to-day,  to-morrow. 

He  the  same  doth  ever  prove. 
Thou  art  all-in-all  to  me, 

Living  one  of  Bethany  ! 


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62.  JESUS  LIVES. 

1.  Jesus  lives  !  no  longer  now 

Can  thy  terrors,  death,  appal  me. 
Jesus  lives  !  and  well  I  know 

From  the  dead  he  will  recall  me. 
God  will  power  and  grace  dispense, 
This  shall  be  my  confidence. 
Chorus. — Jesus  lives  !  Jesus  lives  ! 

Joy  and  comfort  this  thought  gives 
Jesus  lives  !  and  speaks  to  thee, 
Weary  pilgrim,  "Come  to  me." 

2.  Jesus  lives  !  I  know  full  well, 

Naught  from  him  my  heart  can  sever ; 
Life  nor  death,  nor  powers  of  hell, 

Joy  nor  grief,  henceforth  forever: 
God  will  power  and  grace  dispense, 
This  shall  be  my  conndence. 

3.  Jesus  lives  !  henceforth  is  death 

Entrance  into  life  immortal ; 
Calmly  I  can  yield  my  breath, 

Fearless  tread  the  frowning  portal : 
Thou,  when  faileth  flesh  and  sense, 
Lord,  wilt  be  my  confidence. 


JESUS  IS  THERE. 

I  know  a  bright  land,  a  land  of  delight, 

Where  sin  shall  be  vanquished  and  faith  turned  to  sight; 

There  flowers  immortal  shall  breathe  on  the  air, 

But  this  be  my  glory,  that  Jesus  is  there  ! 

Chorus. — Jesus  is  there  !  then  wake  up  my  voice, 
Jesus  is  there  !  let  me  ever  rejoice. 


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I  know  a  sweet  home,  a  home  filled  with  peace, 
Where  turmoil  and  trial  and  sorrow  shall  cease, 
No  pain,  neither  sickness  shall  that  home  impair, 
Prepared  are  those  mansions,  and  Jesus  is  there ! 

I  know  I've  a  Friend,  a  Friend  most  sincere, 
Whose  steadfast  devotion  and  love  I  revere  ; 
He's  the  sun  of  that  land,  most  lovely  and  fair, 
'Tis  sweet  home,  rest,  heaven,  for  Jesus  is  there ! 

I  know  there's  a  love — love  stronger  than  death, — 
Encircles  my  footsteps  and  watches  my  breath ; 
'Tis  the  love  of  my  Saviour  has  made  me  an  heir 
Of  riches  eternal — and  Jesus  is  there  ! 

I  know  there's  a  time — a  time  near  at  hand, 
Before  my  dear  Saviour,  redeemed  I  shall  stand, 
I'll  see  him,  and  know  him,  and  ever  declare 
With  rapture,  his  mercy  which  brought  me  safe  there. 


64       TO  LIVE  IS  CHRIST— TO  DIE  IS  GAIN. 

1.  For  me  to  live  is  Christ, 

To  die  is  gain  ; 
For  him  I'll  bear  the  cross, 

Sorrow  and  pain : 
Faithful  may  I  endure 

Till  I  hear  my  Saviour  say, — 
Welcome,  believing  one, 

To  endless  day. 

2.  My  friends  are  there,  I  know, 

Happy  above, 
Their  highest  joy  henceforth, 
A  Saviour's  love : 


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Ne'er  will  I  cease  the  strife, 
Never  give  the  conflict  o'er, 

Till  death  translates  my  life, 
To  part  no  more. 

A  pilgrim, — still  my  home 

Is  in  the  skies  ; 
Daily  I  die; — yet  faith 

Bids  me  to  rise. 
Upward  my  spirit  tends, 

As  I  lay  my  burden  down  ;- 
Before  my  Saviour,  Friend, 

I'll  wear  a  crown. 


65.  CHRIST  IS  CALLING. 

1.  Little  children,  Christ  is  calling 

From  his  glorious  home  above, 

Hark  !  what  precious  words  are  falling 

From  his  lips,  what  words  of  love. 

"Little  children,  I  entreat  you, 

Little  children,  come  to  me." 

Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb  ! 

2.  Seated  on  his  throne  in  heaven, 

Round  him  white-robed  children  stand, 
While  their  infant  songs  of  glory 
Echo  through  that  happy  land. 

We  will  praise  him,  we  will  praise  him, 
Glory  to  our  Saviour  King  ! 
Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb  ! 

3.  Louder  yet  their  song  is  swelling, 

Sweeter  still  the  notes  they  raise, 

Heaven's  eternal  arch  is  ringing 

With  the  children's  song  of  praise. 

Glad  hosannas,  glad  hosannas, 

Glad  hosannas  to  our  King  ! 

Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb  ! 


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4.  Jesus!  Friend  of  little  children, 

We  would  join  that  angel  band, 
We  would  wear  the  crown  of  glory, 

White-robed,  round  thy  throne  we'd  stand; 
There  to  praise  thee,  there  to  praise  thee, 
There  to  praise  thee  evermore. 
Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb  ! 

5.  But  we're  poor  and  weak  and  sinful, 

All  our  help  must  come  from  thee ; 
Saviour,  be  our  kind  protector, 
Now  and  in  eternity. 

Then  we'll  praise  thee,  then  we'll  praise  thee, 
Then  we'll  praise  thee  evermore. 
Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb  ! 


66.  THE  CHRISTIAN'S  CHOICE. 

1.  The  pearl  that  worldlings  covet 

Is  not  the  pearl  for  me  ; 
Its  beauty  fades  as  quickly 

As  sunshine  on  the  sea; 
But  there's  a  pearl  sought  by  the  wise, 
'Tis  called  the  pearl  of  greatest  price, 

Though  few  its  value  see  ; 

Oh,  that's  the  pearl  for  me. 

2.  The  crown  that  decks  the  monarch 

Is  not  the  crown  for  me ; 
It  dazzles  but  a  moment., 

Its  brightness  soon  will  flee; 
But  there's  a  crown  prepared  above 
For  all  who  walk  in  humble  love, 

Forever  bright  'twill  be; 

Oh,  that's  the  crown  for  me. 


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3.  The  road  that  many  travel 

Is  not  the  road  for  me ; 
It  leads  to  death  and  sorrow, 

In  it  I  would  not  be; 
But  there's  a  road  that  leads  to  God, 
'Tis  marked  by  Christ's  most  precious  blood, 

The  passage  here  is  free ; 

Oh,  that's  the  road  for  me. 

4.  The  hope  that  sinners  cherish 

Is  not  the  hope  for  me  ; 
Most  surely  will  they  perish, 

Unless  from  sin  made  free ; 
But  there's  a  hope  which  rests  in  God, 
And  leads  the  soul  to  keep  his  word, 

And  sinful  pleasures  flee ; 

Oh,  that's  the  hope  for  me. 


67.  WILL  YOU  BE  THERE.  8s   &  6a. 

1.  Beyond  this  life  of  hopes  and  fears, 
Beyond  this  world  of  griefs  and  fears, 

There  is  a  region  fair ; 
It  knows  no  change  and  no  decay, 
No  night,  but  one  unending  day. 

Oh  say,  will  you  be  there  ? 

2.  Its  glorious  gates  are  closed  to  sin ; 
Nought  that  defiles  can  enter  in, 

To  mar  its  beauty  rare, 
Upon  that  bright,  eternal  shore, 
Earth's  bitter  curse  is  known  no  more. 

Oh  say,  will  you  be  there  ? 

3.  No  drooping  form,  no  tearful  eye, 
No  hoary  head,  no  weary  sigh, 


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No  pain,  no  grief,  no  care ; 
But  joys  which  mortals  may  not  know, 
Like  a  calm  river,  ever  flow. 

Oh  say,  will  you  be  there  ? 

Our  Saviour, — once  as  mortal  child, 
A  mortal  man,  by  man  reviled, — 

There  many  crowns  doth  wear ; 
While  thousand  thousands  swell  the  strain, 
Of  glory  to  the  Lamb  once  slain! 

Oh  say,  will  you  be  there  ? 


68.  EARTHLY*  SABBATHS.      8s.  7s.  &  4. 

1.  Joyful  be  our  hearts  and  voices 

For  this  blessed  Sabbath's  light ; 
All  around  the  earth  rejoices, 

Clothed  with  verdure,  green  and  bright : 

We  will  praise  thee, 
We  will  praise  thee  evermore. 

2.  Oh  !  that  now  while  health  is  flowing, 

We  may  seek  a  Saviour's  face  ; — 
While  the  bloom  of  youth  is  glowing, 
Humbly  ask  him  for  his  grace  : 

Dear  Redeemer, 
Do  thou  all  our  sins  efface. 


As  the  Sabbath  light  is  stealing 
Towards  the  close  of  setting  sun, 

Let  us,  with  united  feeling, 
Praise,  adore  the  Holy  one : — 

With  devotion, 
May  we  say,  "Thy  Kingdom  come!" 


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Swift  our  Sabbath  days  are  fading, 
Soon  their  duties  will  be  o'er; 

Night  will  come, — their  glories  shading, — 
"We  can  hear  and  learn  no  more : 

Gracious  Saviour 
Guide  us  to  the  Heavenly  shore. 

Oh!  when  life's  last  day  is  closing, 

And  in  death  we  fix  our  eyes, 
Then  in  Jesus  safe  reposing, 

May  we  trust  in  faith  to  rise — 
And  in  Heaven 

Swell  the  chorus  of  the  skies ! 


69.  MORNING  SONG  OP  PRAISE      7a.  &  6s. 

1.  From  soft  and  soothing  slumber 

I  wake  to  morniug  light; 
No  pain  has  pierced  my  chamber 

Through  all  the  silent  night. 
In  peace  I've  rested  sweetly, 

And  now  in  eastern  skies, 
The  sun  is  shining  brightly, 

And  kindly  bids  me  rise. 

2.  And  now,  0  Heavenly  Father, 

To  thee  my  voice  shall  raise, 
This  cheerful  morning  hour, 

The  song  of  gratfful  praise, 
I  know  that  thou  wilt  hear  me 

Whene'er  I  come  to  thee; 
I  know  that  thou  art  near  me, 

Although  unseen  by  me. 

3.  0  guide  me  by  thy  Spirit 

In  virtue's  narrow  way — 
Smile  on  me  when  I'm  faithful 
And  warn  me  when  1  stray. 


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From  everything  that's  sinful, 
0  help  me,  Lord,  to  flee, 

And  now,  in  life's  bright  morning, 
To  give  my  heart  to  thee. 


70.  EVENING  HYMN.  7s. 

1.  God  of  mercy  !  God  of  love! 
Shine  upon  us  from  above, 
As  at  even-tide  we  raise 
Songs  of  gratitude  and  praise. 
May  our  Sabbath  efforts  be 

Owned,  sustained  and  blessed  by  thee  ! 

2.  Jesus  !  unto  thee  we  pray, — 
Bless  the  labors  of  the  day  ; 
Safe  within  thy  pasture  ground, 
May  our  little  flock  be  found. 
Lead  them  where  the  waters  flow; 
Be  their  Shepherd  here  below. 


Holy  Spirit !  bless  our  toil — 
Bless  the  seed,  and  bless  the  soil ; 
Make  the  budding  flowers  to  blow, 
And  the  tender  vines  to  grow, 
Bless  the  children  of  our  care  ; 
Sanctify  our  evening  prayer. 

Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost! 
When  we  join  the  heavenly  host, 
With  our  children  round  the  throne; 
Know  them,  and  by  them  be  known ; 
Then  in  unison  we'll  raise 
Songs  of  everlasting  praise. 


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71.     CHRIST,  THE  LIGHT  OF  HEAVEN.     8s.  &  7s. 

1.  Brightly  gleams  a  holy  radiance 

Round  that  undiscovered  land ; 
Where  immortal  hopes  are  anchored, 

And  immortal  joys  expand. 
And  that  radiance  pure  and  heavenly, 

All  undimmed  by  earthly  blight, 
Is  the  shadow  of  His  glory, — 

His  the  fountain  of  all  light. 

2.  Darkness  flees  away  before  him, 

Sun  and  stars  no  more  can  shine, 
And  the  angels  who  adore  him 

Bow  beneath  those  rays  divine. 
And  through  all  the  glorious  city 

His  is  undivided  might; — 
He  its  power  and  life  and  glory, 

He  the  temple  and  the  light. 

3.  Light  of  Heaven  !  yet  meek  and  lowly, 

Once  the  paths  of  earth  he  trod ; 
Lived  and  died  a  martyr  holy, 

Both  a  Saviour  and  a  God ! 
And  to  lead  us  through  the  valley, 

Clothed  in  shadows  and  in  night, 
Gave  us  tokens  of  his  presence, 

Gave  us  gladness,  gave  us  light. 

4.  Golden  harps,  his  praise  attuning, 

Sing  his  wondrous  love  to  man; 
Countless  millions  glad  are  shouting 

God  Almighty  and  the  Lamb  ! 
The  redeemed  of  every  nation 

"  Walk  in  light"  with  the  I  am, 
And  the  shining  hosts  cry  glory, 

God  Almighty  and  the  Lamb  ! 


